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a baller
I wish had girl
Who weren’t loose
I’d call her
Wish I had a tree
In the yard
Grow stacks
Laid back
Toking on the Cali
Man I wish I had it my way

She gunna do it
For a scooby snack
No shaggy
Westminster abbey
Guess I got a type
That's seven sisters
Maggie or gabbie
I never been chatty
Sponge

2-Way

Rayvon

My Bad [Single]

2002

shorty's by my side
I wanna holla at you but my hands are tied,
Hit me on my 2-Way and we can get it on.

I see your man be trippin', he be buggin I'm

boy swag got the gyaldem tripping like flies
When she walked by me ou la la
I say baby come and cruise in my yard
You really look good on my bed
Ohemaa

already in motion
And by the end of the night
I'm gonna have you soaking
It's Friday Night
What you saying baby you rolling
I'm pulling up to your yard
Like

Yard
I'm the Sandman

Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Making this look easy ain't as easy as it look
And this beat stook in my head it got

Island Lover

Shaggy

Boombastic

1995

under cover
What Shaggy tell them

Island lover
To kiss and caress her under cover
Island lover
To kiss and caress her under cover

Man have him

what you heard

Niggas acting like they know me
Boy I heard you was the police 
Niggas getting shot by they homies 
How you OG and you ain't safe in your

Life'll pass you by
Bat my eyes, it's a new day
I just have to grind, but I'm 
Asking why y'all are too fake
Fake as a toupee, fuck what your crew

Aye, cus
This ain't no football tune you know
Nah, man hold tight Skepta for this one
Eskiboy (Woo) , Scorcher, Littles
Aye, London
This ain't no

can't help it
I mean, I mean, just, just, just look at these other yards, man
Their nothing like mine
My Turf Type All Elite
KBG under feet
My place, my

can't help it
I mean, I mean, just, just, just look at these other yards, man
Their nothing like mine
My Turf Type All Elite
KBG under feet
My place, my

For the devil in a church
Everyday demma gwaan pon mi yard
Like mi friends
Nobody wanna dine with a poor man
A rich man poor man
Everybody same
A one

Wey the man make dem know my story
Oh na hahaha
This love has fall on me
It's driving me crazy
She never stop calling me
My baby my Magdalene
Ehn ehn

Bike far out
Without a doubt
Where I can find a peaceful place to shout
Oh far out man way far out man
Shaggy and Scoobs could never find us man
Am I too

running We air out the Show
She calling me Zaddy I'm higher than Shaggy
She from the Border so Please call me Papi

Hop out the whip spin the clip not

the battlefield to the booth
Real veterans, real music only
This is the World War Cypher
You get that?
Shaggy!

Ding ding im in the ring, no guarantee im gonna

JTRAAX

Whooo

"Off the dope i be broken La-te-ly
Take Bitches By hair Maybe Im
Maybeline (Whoo)
Myself The only One that I may believe
There is only

Yeah uh Maestro
Look
Tryna reach my goal but there's a barrier
But I'm in the 18 yard area
I'm not really injured, I got many scars
So tell me if I

that kisses blow
Because by the end of the game
You'll see trophies, medals, Mexican waves
And your ten man on the stage like
Victory’s Tottenham's,

Yo, yo see, yah fi yah fi yah fi go out deh pan yuh own enuh, yeah man learn life by yuh self mi fren, don't watch watch dem, cause if yuh follow

a cab

Standing in the front yard telling me
How I'm such a fool - Talking about
I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know

A Face to Call Home

John Mayer

Born and Raised

2012

marks
I think I might have gone and inked you in

Little by little, inch by inch
We built a yard
With a garden in the middle of it
It ain't much,

then I bill it.
Show me the bag I fill it
she feeling my gucci linen 
man I ain't even finished
bitch just gimme a minute.

Run in my veins
Need a yard